Untitled I guess o.o

by Paul   May 24, 2006


My savour was never on a cross;
Peirced with nails,
She walked so freely,
Putting wind in my sails,
Empty, blind and afraid,
Is how I was when she found me,
But now I'm healed,
And she enabled me to see,
So healthy I stand,
Not scared of the unknown,
I owe it to you,
You made my heart as strong as stone.

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  • 18 years ago

    by myshiningstar14

    Kind of confusing buti like the interpretation.....keep it up as always..good jobb.

    alwyas
    lissa

  • 18 years ago

    by Mona

    This is definetely my favorite poem. But remember; that's just personal.

    Personally I would have title the poem; You made me.

    But chosing a title is a task of the writer. And it's all about what you think fits best. Because the title is very important.

    Anyway I love this poem, and I've read it over 10 times, seriously. I just can't get enough.

    Very well done. It's short, powerfull, strong, and clear. No bla bla just BANG.

    That's the way I like it.

    Lotsaaaaa love
    -xxx-

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